Avian Retribution
It’s a tough life for a blackbird in this neighbourhood…
This male blackbird relentlessly heckled this cat for three whole days, virtually non-stop…this is most likely the result of the cat killing a family member, usually a young bird…
In this case I think the unfortunate victim was the spouse as there is only one bird present…
The Feline Dilemna
For the last three and a half years I have been “catless”….meaning that I haven’t been under feline ownership. 😉
In these “catless” days I have taken to feeding the garden birds to an obsessive level…therefore my garden is an interesting place for my neighbours cats to visit…I have tried to keep them out but that would mean shutting out the local hedgehogs too…plus the fact that cats will always find a way…
These are the two main perpetrators in the disturbance of my avian paradise…I did build a bird table last year from bamboo as I thought that this may increase bird safety, yet I discovered that the table only created a blind spot which only aided feline offensives…these attacks eventually led to the destruction of the bird table too… 😕
The cats can’t help it, I know….even my lazy cat managed to catch an immature blackbird as well as several dragonflies, frogs and even a bat on one occasion 😦 …basically, it’s an impossibility fighting their natural instincts. The cat with the bell eventually lost his “cat-safe” collar…also it seems that I get more cats now because my garden is no longer the territory of a “home cat”…
First and Last
Whether I am on the marsh or in the street where I reside…there is always the familiar song of the blackbird. They are the first birds to start the dawn chorus and the last birds to be singing in the evening…the blackbirds in my street tend to imitate the beepy tunes of my washing machine! 😛
Eye Level
A regular visitor to my garden is the blue tit…one of the smallest birds here with a fiery and fearless personality. These attributes are neccessary when dealing with other competitors for the nuts such as great tits, sparrows and even jays…
The birdfood hangs just outside the kitchen window so I always have a good view as they perform acrobatics and also provide a colourful distraction from the less interesting kitchen chores. 😉
Sparrow Psychology
For the last years I’ve fed the birds in my garden at ground level on a couple of paving stones as the area can flood if it rains a lot. All the birds can feed simultaneously, doves, pigeons, sparrows, blackbirds, greenfinches, chaffinches…plus the occasional visits from jackdaws, dunnocks and robins…
House sparrows are social feeders and like to descend on the available selection of seed and grain in large numbers like this…
Unfortunately when it rains the food can spoil rather quickly and then there’s the neighbours cat…
So after much thought (at least a year) I decided it was a good idea to construct a bird feeder….one that was easy to clean, keeps the food dry if it rains and safe from the claws of feline predators.
But it’s been a week already and the birds don’t even use it….only the occasional great tit and a pair of greenfinches…it seems to scare the sparrows and other birds…I still offer food on the ground closer to my dwelling and even right next to the new feeder, which probably doesn’t help matters but the pigeons have to eat too…I can’t imagine a wood pigeon using the feeder but the smaller collared doves might. I’m hoping they will get used it and not treat it like some obstacle…it also provides safety from hawk attacks…but until now my feathered friends refuse to cooperate. There again, the sparrows have been very busy lately, in the spring the tone of their chirps change…
Due to my rather excessive pruning of the privet hedge earlier in the year I was able to witness all their displays and quarrels…all this usually happens inside the hedge, my pruning provided me with a cross-section view into their world. Before you know it there appear small, fluffy bundles of joy, bawling for love….and food, maybe they should check out the new feeder. 😉
The Usual Suspects
Last June I was honoured to receive daily visits from a family of great tits…the juveniles in the pictures are less colourful than the more striking adults.
So that I can keep a close, watchful eye on everything that is happening, I hang their food up just outside my kitchen window, but because they get used to their usual flightpaths, I have to be careful with having the kitchen door open….because they fly straight into the glass of the door. 😦 Don’t worry, I have since learnt to hang a blanket over the glass to remedy this hazardous situation. 😉
Sparrowland
For a few years now, I have been feeding the birds in my small backyard with the same sense of responsibility that most people have for their pets…
House Sparrows are becoming rare in parts of Europe such as the UK and the cause of their decline is a mystery…in my backyard there’s usually somewhere between 70 and 100 in total…they can chirp up quite a lot of noise too 😉 …which I love…. bathtime is quite eventful too and I always have to laugh at all the fuss they make.
Being born in London, Sparrows have always been part of life really…I could never imagine them not being there…
Closer
Lately, while I’m pottering about in the garden, I’m amazed just how close the birds will get to me…so after a while I decided to swap the secateurs for a camera and sit and wait…
Initially this female blackbird was quite shy and remained in close vicinity to the privet hedge making clucking noises….after a while she regained her somewhat bossy countenance and decided to show me that it was her food…a regular display that she usually performs for the other blackbirds, she spends a lot of her time chasing them round the garden just because they want to eat too…
In the first shot she was charging straight at me so fast I could barely fit her in the frame…. o.O
Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner?
It was early evening…I was just starting to open my eyes and get breakfast ready, I’d already catered for the garden birds…I suddenly heard a woosh and the familiar chirp the sparrows use to signal the presence of a sparrowhawk.
This is a regular occurance which I have learnt to accept, I mean, I was just about to boil a couple of eggs and a hawks got a right to eat too….it’s just difficult when it’s my sparrows right in front of my face…it was empty talons this time for old hawky but that is not always the case…
a heartical view 